JackChaseWriter
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Destiny was always a borderline alcoholic and often used parties as an excuse to drink. Her little Christmas in July party was no exception. After too many drinks and some drunken dancing, her and her friends get mysteriously teleported to a shitty motel room. They soon find out that they are not, in fact, in their own dimension. Or time, for that matter.
(This story is loosely based of a story by a friend of mine's titled If It Were Real. Please, do check it out. However, this story is only based around the Supernatural universe and takes place in season 6.)
((I do not claim the rights to the supernatural franchise in any way shape or form, and greatly thank the creators of the show for making the idea come alive.))